Page 49 of Urn My Love

August laughed, his mouth pressed tight against me and sending vibrations through my over sensitive nerves. He alternated lapping up my arousal and delving his tongue inside me. The dark need inside me demanded release, but still he continued to bring me to the edge and then back away right before pleasure erupted.

Jazriel’s hands moved to cup my breasts, kneading the aching flesh and sending more slick heat between my thighs. August purred in delight, and his hands slipped under my butt, tilting my pelvis to give him better access. This time, when his tongue plunged inside me, it was thicker, stretching me as it licked at the cream far deeper than a human tongue could reach.

My fingers sank into his hair, shamelessly holding him between my thighs as I writhed between my mates. The men worked my body into a frenzy, refusing to allow me my release until I was begging.

With a final thrust of his tongue, I shattered into a thousand pieces—or at least that’s what it felt like. I rode the waves of pleasure, screaming as August caused a second and third orgasm thanks to his eagerness to lap up the rush of cream that accompanied my orgasms.

“So beautiful.” Jazriel’s voice was husky as he stared down into my eyes.

August pulled back, placing a final soft kiss on my inner thigh. His eyes were heavy-lidded, and he licked his lips. He stood, shoving his pants over his hips and letting his erection spring free. I watched, utterly mesmerized, as he gripped it, running his hand along the length.

“Feed him,” August ordered.

“Wh…what?” I croaked. This was not the time to stop for food.

“Dip your fingers into your cream and let him taste you.”

I trembled with lust, thoroughly turned on by his dominance. But what if Jazriel doesn’t want it…

“I want it.” Jazriel’s breathing had turned harsh. “You have no idea.”

My hand shook as I dipped my fingers inside and felt them grow slick.

“Good girl.” August’s voice was pure gravel and his hand movements grew rougher on his erection.

Tilting my head back, I offered the two fingers to Jazriel. He sucked them into his mouth, humming in pleasure as his tongue circled my fingers to get every drop.

My temperature soared and fired flickered on my skin, “I… I… need?—”

I didn’t have to finish asking for what I wanted. Without a word of discussion, and in a single smooth movement, the men flipped me around and put me on my knees, facing Jazriel.

August gripped my hip with his left hand and used his right to guide his hard erection inside me. Once he’d pushed in as far as he could go, August moved both hands to my hips. With each roll of his hips, August rocked my hips in perfect rhythm.

All I could do was try to breathe as he stoked that feral lust pacing in my belly. As he thrust into me faster, and his movements turned rougher, I placed a hand on Jazriel’s shoulder to steady myself.

He ducked his head and sucked my nipple into the heat of his mouth.

“Ooooh. I don’t think I can handle this,” I gasped.

Instead of slowing, August plunged harder into me and Jazriel’s mouth licked and sucked with enthusiasm.

Using my free hand, I reached down and wrapped my fingers along Jazriel’s stiff erection. My pegasus mate groaned, his hot breath against my skin.

Loving his sensitivity to my touch, I called my magic to my hand and carefully sent tiny electrical pulses into his cock.

Jazriel cursed and thrust himself into my hand. “You are playing dirty, little mate. But two can play at this game.”

His fingers brushed against my ribs, and my breasts, and my neck, and my legs… all at the same time. But that was impossible.

Blinking through my lust, I glanced down to find wisps of dark smoke rolling from his hands. They teased and stroked, touch me everywhere. It was a sensation overload.

“I’m so close,” I panted. “Please.”

August shifted slightly, and when he thrust inside me again, it stroked me in all the right ways. At the same time, Jazriel’s wispy magic teased my clit and his tongue curled around the hardened peak of my nipple.

I came, screaming their names as stars exploded in my vision. I’m pretty sure I was seeing the Milky Way galaxy as I tried to keep from passing out from the pure ecstasy of making love with both my mates.

My walls clamped around August, milking him.